Morning Sun

Dawn Landes

Compositor: Dawn Landes

You're living the life of a stranger
Follow him into the ground
The difference between daggers and anchors, a matter of what's been held down
You've got a face they hold onto, you've got a place in their town
But you never seem to afford to turn an offer down
Keep your head to the morning Sun
When you're facing the morning Sun
Keep your head to the morning Sun
You'll be facing the mourning some

You're leaving the likes of the stranger, loving the lean of the road
Riding on years of hard living turns your hair to gold
But you will never grow old, no you will never grow old
So you'd better not let go, you'd better not let go
You better not let go
Keep your head to the morning Sun
When you're facing the mourning some
Keep your head to the morning Sun
You'll be facing the morning Sun